I realllllly wanted to post this chapter a few days earlier. But, guess what happened? I got SICK. And THEN, I couldn't get these other story ideas out of my head. So I wrote a few oneshots, and a few chapters to a story that I'm gonna be publishing after I finish this one. Also, I've got major writer's block. There really isn't going to be a lot happening in the story for a few more chapters. So I get to write a bunch of fillers. Joy.

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You know what the best part is when you're sleep? The part where you're having the most perfect dream you've ever...dreamed of. And you're just turning over and repositioning yourself, half-asleep, which allows you to have somewhat control of your bizarre dreams. And you can finally have the choice of placing yourself in whatever place you want, with whomever you want. It's your pure wishes. No thought of right or wrong involved. The act of catching yourself in the middle of a dream and starting another doesn't occur very often. But when it does, it's the most magical thing in the world.

Unfortunately, as soon as my personal dream story began, Fergie's song Fabulous distorted it until it exploded, causing my eyes to shoot open. Searching for the source of the intruding noise, I looked around my room until my eyes laid on my vibrating cellphone. I cursed to myself before picking it up and pressing the green answer button.

"What is it, Tawni?" I asked dryly, not really caring.

"Did Sonny tell you I stopped by yesterday?" the bubbling blonde's voice replied. She sounded wide awake, but the sun was barely up. What the hell was wrong with that girl? Does she not know that this is Chad's sleepy time? And wasn't she always droning on and on about her "beauty sleep"? Tawni is a party girl, and usually doesn't fall asleep until a few hours after midnight.

Maybe she just got home.

"You stopped by yesterday? And you saw Sonny?" I sat up now, anxious to hear the rest of the story.

"Yeah, so she didn't tell you?"

"No…so what happened?" I asked, very curious. Brushing the hair out of my eyes, I awaited Tawni's response.

Tawni wasn't supposed to know about Sonny here yet. I needed to tell her myself, so she would be prepared, so no fighting would break out. The last thing I needed was a repeat of previous events.

It was the day I had So Random canceled.

Kind of immature to do, I know. But I had to do something. I wasn't going to let Sonny step all over me. She wanted to use me to boost up her fame? I'd use my fame to lower her down. I remembered when the idea was first presented to me, by none other than James himself. I was sitting in the cafeteria that day, watching Sonny giggle while she talked to Hayden. She made a point of directing her powerful brown eyes at me every few seconds, just in case I didn't get the point before: She didn't care about me. She wanted me to see that she moved on. She wanted to make it seem like Hayden was better than me. I had already lost a few movie gigs, because producers seemed to prefer Hayden. And with the Channy V.S. Sayden rumors going on, Sonny's popularity increased day by day. I wasn't going to let those two win. I was, and always will be, Chad Dylan freaking Cooper. I was going to make her regret messing with my heart for her own personal gain. James slid in a chair next to me and noticed my depressed expression as I pretended not to notice Sonny and Hayden. "You know, dude, Hayden's getting really famous." he said to me.

"Was that supposed to make me feel better?" I asked sarcastically, still looking down at my lobster. As long as it didn't turn into Sonny, I was free from danger.

"I still don't even know why you're upset over this. I told you all along that she didn't care about you. She doesn't care about anyone. You should know, after all these years of Hollywood, that people like her will never change. And plus, you didn't even like her or anything. You were just dating her for the bet, right?"

When I didn't say anything, he tried make me confirm again.

"Right?" he prompted me.

I looked up to him cautiously, just in case Sonny was behind him. Once I saw no sign of the girl, I deemed it safe to look around. Everyone had pretty much cleared out. The only person left besides James and me was Brenda the lunch lady. She winked at me from afar, causing me to shiver in disgust.

"Right. So what do I do about it?"

"You, my friend," he started, pointing to me, "Are gonna get her fired from her show before Hayden replaces you on yours."

"Why would I do that? She's talented, James," I reminded him. When I saw the startled and disapproving look on my friend's face, I covered myself. "She's a bitch, but she's talented. She'll get any acting job after this."

I mentally kicked myself when I realized how true that sentence was. Sonny's career was going to skyrocket, while mine plummeted. How could I let myself get fooled into liking a girl like Sonny? The girl Sonny pretended to be is just the girl I've always needed. Smart, good with children, loving, forgiving, funny, gorgeous, successful, down to earth, childish, yet mature. We fit so perfectly together. Like two halves of a heart. The girl that Sonny is, however, is a mean, selfish, heartbreaking, careless, Hollywood diva. The worst part is though, no mater who she is or is not, I have undeniably strong feelings for her. And that scared me more than anything ever had before.

"So fix that." James said simply.

"Huh? How do I fix that?"

"You have connections." was all he said before standing up and leaving the room.

I had tried to comprehend his words and use them to the best of my ability. I have connections with a lot of people…mostly with producers and casting agents, though.

And that's when it clicked. All I had to do to ensure that Sonny stayed on the bottom of the food chain was to cancel her show and make sure she never worked in this town again. Without Sonny, Hayden's new fans would decrease. They only liked him because Sonny liked him. Eliminate Sonny from the equation, and Chad Dylan Cooper is back on top. Free to continue to rule, and free to move on.

A few hours after I completed the deed, I was walking down one of the hallways of Condor Studios. Even from all the way at the end of it, I could hear the intelligible screaming and smashing and crying. Once I got closer, I saw the star on the door indicating that it was Sonny and Tawni's dressing room. My heart cringed a tad at seeing my ex-girlfriend's name, but quickly recovered. I opened the door just a crack to see what was going on. I was a witness of nothing but pure cat-fight. And it was the most disturbing, scary, yet hot experience of my life.

Afterwards, Sonny stormed out like the diva she is, and I heard the most stunning sound in the world: The sound of Tawni Hart's cries. Not knowing what to do, I stepped into the destroyed room and comforted the superficial girl. With her head in her hands, I realized that the cause of both the fight and her sobs were me canceling their beloved TV show. As I managed to get her somewhat stable, I regretted persuading Mr. Condor to exterminate So Random. I could've just gotten Sonny fired, but I knew that wouldn't work. Even though I unintentionally crushed a big part of Tawni that day, it was the day we became friends. And I wouldn't change that for the world.

Now, that friend of mine who cursed, yelled, pulled, and kicked Sonny that day, was surprisingly the same one who now told me, "It was fine. We talked, we laughed. I actually missed her."

I sat there, jaw-dropped, unable to utter a single word.

"Chad? You there?" she asked.

"Y-Yeah," I stuttered, "B-But…wait. Were you joking? You were joking, right?"

"'Bout what?"

"'Bout Sonny." I imitated her up-beat, yet dense tone.

"Oh, about us getting along? Yeah, at first it was a little tense, but.." she trailed off, her voice sounding off and confused.

"But what?"

"She had a good point…why was I mad at her for all these years, when you were the one who got the show shut off?"

I was extremely taken back by this. Tawni never questioned her hatred torwards Sonny. Tawni never questioned her hatred torwards anyone. We went on with our lives after Sonny left, occasionally making fun of her. She somehow even managed to get her usually loyal friends to disown her, too. And now, after all this time, all Tawni had to do was see her and she was forgiven, and mad at me?

"Tawn, you can't be serious."

"But I am. I'll help you plan your party, Chad. I'll even attend said party. But…I need some time to think."

"About what?"

"Everything. Look, I'll talk to you later." she said in a serious tone that I had never heard out of her before, and then hung up.

I groaned and looked at the clock, sadly noticing that it was 6AM. My original plan was to sleep until seven, and let Sonny sleep in until eight. She deserved it for everything that happened yesterday.

That was then. This is now. And now, I'm way to pissed to sleep, or let her sleep. I'm losing one of my most closest friends, all because of her.

Miss Sonshine was going down.

"Get up." a cold voice boomed. Why was someone telling me to get up when they were just singing me to sleep in the middle of a grassy field, with the roses swinging back and forth due to the steady wind?

I opened my heavy eyes slowly, to reveal my chess-like bedroom. Turning at an even different angle, I saw a bit of blonde hair and blue eyes. Immediately, I realized that I wasn't dreaming anymore, and I wasn't surrounded by flowers.

Figuring that we got along semi-well the day before, I allowed myself to smile up at him. "Hey, Chad." I greeted.

After a few seconds of no reply, I noticed his facial expressions. His eye was twitching slightly (which it only did when he was really upset), he wasn't smiling back, and he sure didn't look ready for morning greetings.

I sat up in my bed and tilted my head to the side in confusion. "What's wrong?"

"Why didn't you tell me Tawni came over yesterday?" he fumed.

I read his angry expression and gave him a slight smile before explaining. "Sorry, just with so much going on, I forgot. I figured I'd just tell you today."

"Sonny. You're supposed to tell me when people call or visit while I'm absent."

"I said I'm sorry. I didn't know it was so urgent, or that I'm supposed to be your secretary too." I said defensively with a bit of sarcasm.

"You know, Sonshine, I was gonna let you sleep until eight today. But forget it. You're up, get to work. Now." he ordered sternly before storming out of the room and slamming the door.

"Anger issues much?" I whispered out for the second time in this house, a bit shaken up from my lovely wakeup call.

Why did he care so much, anyway? So what I accidentally forgot to tell him Tawni showed up? It wasn't like super important or anything.

Unless…they have something going on currently. Chad said they were dating, so why wouldn't he mention that they were now dating?

Maybe it was a friends with benefits thing.

I reluctantly parted from my comfy bed and made my way to the bathroom. I watched myself yawn in the reflection from the mirror before brushing my teeth and combing my hair.

Today, I wanted to change things up a bit. I added a pale green color with my otherwise black ensemble, and even put on a bit of the makeup that Elyse had left me.

I admired myself in the full-length mirror and smiled. I actually looked really amazing. My type of amazing. Not Elyse's. I mean, the makeover was great and everything, but I preferred to keep my style.

I was wearing black bell-bottomed pants that had a soft material to it, with black suede ankle boots, the stylish green shirt that I had spontaneously chosen, and a green headband to match.

I decided that the reason for me getting much more dressed up than usual was the Tawni visit yesterday. What if someone else stops by? I want them to think I'm better without them. Not worse. Even if it's a complete lie.

Where does Chad go anyway that's so super important that he has to wake up at five in the morning? Maybe he's a spy. Wait, nevermind. Spies have to be cunning and smart and charming and nice. Chad was only one of the four.

Regardless, I opened my bedroom door and inhaled the cold air from the air-conditioner. "Sonny, you should be down here now!" Chad's voice yelled from the bottom of the stairs. I rolled my eyes. Why couldn't he be gone? I liked it much better when he left to go somewhere yesterday, and left me to do my work by myself. Hate him.

"I'm coming!" I yelled out before taking off down the stairs.

I was beginning to lose my balance around the fourth or so step, and came flying down the rest of them.

Instead of my head immediately making hard contact with the hard wood floor, I was in an upright position; my feet dangling just above the ground.

"Hey." Chad said in a deep, groggy voice; no longer exuding anger, but tiredness instead.

"Hey." I whispered. I then noticed why I wasn't in need of a trip to the hospital, and none of my bones were broken. Chad had caught me right before I stumbled to my doom. My arms were thrown over his neck, and he was holding my waist. Our bodies were pressed together, and neither of us made an effort to move.

I wasn't sure if he felt the awkwardness as much as I was drowning in it, but I felt the need to say something either way to break the screaming silence.

"So…" I started awkwardly.

"So…" he repeated with a smirk on his face. His dancing blue eyes informed me that he was poking fun at me.

"Do you enjoy mocking me, Mr. Cooper?"

He laughed. "You have no idea."

He put me down after that, which caused me to feel a cold disappointment that was completely unnoticeable to Chad.

"Speaking of, you can stop calling me Mr. Cooper and all those other weird names I made up. Even though I know you're teasing, it makes me feel all…weird and old and mentally insane." he said, straightening his clothes. He was only wearing black sweatpants and a white t-shirt that clung to his body. I did my best not to get caught up in his alluring body, and looked away.

"Okay, no more weird names." I giggled my agreement, sticking out my hand to shake his. He looked at it for a brief moment before reaching his out as well to meet mine.

"You're wearing a color besides black." he commented, surprised.

"Way to go, Captain Point Out the Obvious."

"Hey, you're not allowed to make new names for me. Chad is just fine." he grinned at me, only to allow fury to overcome it less than seconds later. "I'm hungry. Make me some eggs, Sonshine." he spoke with intense harshness and glared at me before taking off to another part of the house.

He's so moody.